Tonight I'm a sort of in a Dylan Thomas mood. Not the raging alcoholic side, but the poet. These photos are from my first few days in the U.K., when my Oxford program took a trip throughout Wales. We stopped in Laugharne, where Dylan Thomas lived and spent the latter years of his life. The beachfront seems to go for miles during low tide-- we literally couldn't see the ocean because the sand spanned so far. The best part about his house? The random Pierce Brosnan photo, of course.

But in all seriousness, Wales is really gorgeous. I miss Europe.

edit: I just found out that Pierce has a son named Dylan Thomas Brosnan. Oh, dear.